Page 21 of Degrees of Innocence
“Let go of me,” I manage to pant. “I told you, I can’t be in a relationship with you,” I sob.
“What makes you think you have any control over this?” he asks, glaring at me. “Do you believe you are in control of your life and not someone of a higher power? People do not experience this kind of attraction every day, and I already told you, this is only going to end one way. If I need to fire your ass and renegotiate the Torzial contract, so be it. I know how you feel about me, Katarina,” he says, folding me into his arms and capturing my lips with the urgency of his kiss.
My hands find the back of his neck instinctively, pulling him closer, completely overcome by the depth of my desire for him.
“Katarina, please don’t cry, Baby. We’ll figure this out together,” he says, gently wiping the remaining tears with his hand.
“When did you decide to stay?” I ask, sobbing.
“I felt you tremble under my touch and knew I couldn’t leave,” he says, gently stroking my cheek. “Are you hungry?” he asks.
“No, and I don’t want to go back inside,” I respond.
“Let’s get you back to the resort,” he says, leading me back to the SUV. The silence on the return drive is unnerving, allowing all the self-doubt, insecurities and memories of failed relationships to wash over me like a tidal wave. I try in earnest to quell my simmering anxiety as we reach the entrance and Chase guides me toward the elevator. He pushes the button to my floor and places his arm around my shoulders, lightly rubbing my arm with his thumb. The gentle caress soothes me, calming my nerves and my body slowly begins to relax against the strength of his own.
As we reach my door, he takes the key card from me and closes the door behind us. He pulls me close, mouth seeking mine while his hand moves to my neck, caressing me, sending warm waves of desire through my body. My arms lock around his neck, pulling him closer, needing to feel his body next to mine. His hands move to the back of my neck, and he slowly begins to undo the tie around my neck, but holds my dress in place as he kisses me.
“Do you want this, Katarina?”
I can only nod, all fears and doubt ignored, as he slowly pushes the ties aside. I hear his sharp intake of breath as my breasts are exposed to him. His eyes deepen with arousal as he pulls the dress past my waist allowing it to slide to the floor. He pushes my panties past my hips and lets them fall, his eyes exploring the length of my body, hungrily taking in every inch. He brushes his hand gently across my face. “Katarina, this is how I imagined you when I first saw you blush, standing before me naked and vulnerable, blushing up at me,” he says. He bends down, scoops me into his arms, carries me into the bedroom, deposits me on the bed and removes his clothes to lie beside me.
“You are so beautiful,” he murmurs. He caresses my breasts slowly, first with his hands and then with his mouth. He begins gently, and as my nipples respond he increases the suction, sucking and gently teasing each nipple with his tongue and lips.
My hands hover over his abdomen lingering at his navel, then trailing the path of hair just below it before finding the hardness of his desire. He groans as I stroke him, and I savor the way he pulses under my touch. “Chase, I’m not protected,” I whisper. “I stopped at the store yesterday, though, so I do have something.”
He kisses me gently. “You knew you wanted this, didn’t you, Baby?”
“I’ve wanted this for days. I’ve never felt like this… ever.”
He smiles at me, bending down to retrieve and show me the condom from his pants. “We were meant to be together, Baby. There was always only one way this was going to end,” he says, continuing his assault on my nipples until my breasts are aching with desire and my legs are quivering. He moves farther down my body, caressing my waist and belly with his warm tongue, exploring until the desire between my legs is almost excruciating. He slowly parts my legs with his hands and his tongue discovers the fine hair between my thighs. I moan audibly as his tongue begins to gently caress my clit. The slow, persistent rhythm almost drives me over the edge immediately, but he skillfully prolongs his ministrations allowing the desire to build until I lose control, gasping and trembling around him. He continues softly sucking, prolonging my climax until I am completely spent and then deftly unseals and rolls the condom into place. He is watching me intently as he lifts me to the top of his body, slowly lowering me inch by inch onto his rock hard cock.
“Katarina, you are so tight around me,” he groans.
I can feel every inch moving inside of me, slowly stretching me to accommodate his girth. He brings me all the way down, agonizingly slow, never taking his eyes from mine as he slides me along his length. His hands are around my hips, lifting me up and down effortlessly, guiding me over the top of him very deep and slow. I begin to build again to the feel of the rhythm and fullness inside of me as he starts to increase our pace, pulling me down harder and faster around his cock.
“I want to feel you tremble around my cock… cum for me, Baby… cum,” he urges, and I begin to crumble around him, again, as his body finds its release, deep inside of me. I collapse on his chest, and he holds me close, both of us relishing in the aftermath of our passion. I can hear his heartbeat pounding fast and furious against my face, and I gently run my fingers through the patch of hair on his chest and then across one of his hardened nipples. His eyes are smoky, and he has that quirky slanted smile that I’m getting used to.
“Baby, you’re not the slightest bit safe doing what you’re doing,” he says, kissing me and urging my lips apart. I can taste the aftermath of our lovemaking and my desire on his lips, and blush at the memory.
“Katarina, I love the way you blush. Are you embarrassed?” he asks.
“A little. I’ve never experienced anything like that before.”
He looks down at me tenderly. “Baby, I’ve never experienced this type of attraction either,” he says, gently brushing the hair from my face.
I shake my head. “No, I mean I’ve never experienced what just happened,” I explain.
“What do you mean, Katarina?” he asks softly.
I’m sure my face is bright red by now. “I’ve never experienced what you just did to me or what happened to my body when you did it,” I answer quietly.
“You mean you’ve never experienced someone bringing you to orgasm with their mouth?” he asks.
“Chase, no one has ever done that to me, and no one has ever brought me to an orgasm before,” I mutter, now completely embarrassed.
His eyes hold mine captive, looking at me incredulously. “I don’t know if I fully understand what you’re saying,” he says, slowly trying to absorb what I mean.
“I’ve only been with two other people. The first time was a painful mistake, and I didn’t want to try again for a very long time. The second relationship just did not make me feel like this… and I guess… well, I just thought something was wrong with me.”
